Freshman Class One vs. Freshman Class Five

Among the five classes of the freshman first year in Donghai Academy Intermediate Division, almost all the students with real potential would be assigned to Freshman Class One.

From Freshman Class Two to Freshman Class Five, students with Hundred-Year Soul Spirits were few and far between. And that was even counting Gu Yue and Xie Xie.

The trio of Gu Yue, Xie Xie, and Tang Wulin had, without the slightest suspense, easily defeated Freshman Class Four, Freshman Class Three, and Freshman Class Two in succession. After school today, they would challenge Freshman Class One.

These three Promotion Tournament matches had been one-sided from beginning to end. They had needed no cooperation at all; it was Absolute Crushing through sheer strength. Spurred on by Tang Wulin, and with Wu Zhangkong's guidance and training, Xie Xie had officially broken through to the Two-Ring Great Soul Master realm before the Promotion Tournament began.

Between a Two-Ring Great Soul Master and a One Ring Soul Master, there was a fundamental gap. Moreover, Gu Yue and Xie Xie were Two-Ring Great Soul Masters with Hundred-Year Soul Spirits. To the students on the teams from Freshman Class Four, Freshman Class Three, and Freshman Class Two, it was practically a dimensional strike.

So, aside from Ye Yingrong, the homeroom teacher of Freshman Class Three, the homeroom teachers of Freshman Class Two and Freshman Class Four had both shown strong dissatisfaction. Because with Gu Yue and Xie Xie's talent and Soul Power Cultivation, they never should have been assigned to Freshman Class Five.

They did not think Wu Zhangkong's teaching ability was especially outstanding. If their classes had students like Gu Yue and Xie Xie, they could also have fought their way to Freshman Class One.

But no matter what, this Promotion Tournament match between Freshman Class Five and Freshman Class One had already become the focus battle on the Donghai Academy Intermediate Division side. There were even quite a few students from the Advanced Division who wanted to come and watch.

This year's Freshman Class One was known as the strongest freshman class in a hundred years, while their opponent, Freshman Class Five, had been given the script of a comeback all the way up. Though this comeback script clearly had factors of External Force interference.

And during class this afternoon, the broadcasts installed in every classroom and even every corner of Donghai Academy suddenly played a message.

"Attention, all teachers and students. Attention, all teachers and students. An emergency announcement will now be broadcast. We have received notice from the Meteorological Department that a strong Tropical Storm will strike tonight. This Strong Typhoon is expected to last for one week. During the typhoon's landfall, all courses for every grade in the academy will be suspended. Students, please remain in your dormitories and await further notice. Do not leave the academy lightly. All classes this afternoon are also canceled. Please make preparations in advance. The final Promotion Tournament match currently being held for the freshman first year of the Intermediate Division will be moved up from tonight to now. As for the Promotion Tournament matches of the other grades, arrangements will be made later according to the duration of this typhoon and the specific circumstances."

Hearing this broadcast, the teachers and students of Donghai Academy did not react too strongly. Eastsea City was near the coast, and being hit by typhoons was a common occurrence.

However, with the afternoon classes canceled, it just so happened that the teachers and students of the entire school now had time to go to the scene and watch this focus battle between Freshman Class One and Freshman Class Five.

Ye Yingluo put down the lesson plan in her hand, clenched her pink fist, and could hardly hide the excitement in her heart.

At last, this moment had come. Wu Zhangkong, aren't you aloof and arrogant, always looking down on everyone? I'd like to see whether the students you trained can beat ours.

"Everyone stand. Gather on the Sports Field!"

"Yes, Teacher Ye." The students of Freshman Class One followed behind Ye Yingluo in perfect order. Walking at the very front of the Freshman Class One students were none other than Yu Nanyuan, Xu Xiaoyan, Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, and Wei Xiaofeng.

Yu Nanyuan was gentle and composed, Xu Xiaoyan smiled sweetly, Zhang Yangzi was calm and steady, Wang Jinxi was silent and reserved, and Wei Xiaofeng was arrogantly dismissive. The five of them all displayed different attitudes.

Like the calm before the storm, the weather this afternoon was very good. The breeze was gentle, the sun was bright, and the blue sky stretched cloudless for miles.

At the center of the Intermediate Division's Sports Field, a Competition Stage had been set up long ago. It was called a Competition Stage, but in reality, it was a square ground paved with ten-centimeter-thick metal plates, one hundred meters on each side, taking up a large portion of the Sports Field. Soul Guidance Barrier Generators had been specially arranged around the Competition Stage to prevent accidents.

When Ye Yingluo arrived at the Sports Field with the Freshman Class One students, quite a few students had already gathered around. They were not only students from the freshman first year; even more were students from other grades of the Intermediate Division. Among them were Ouyang Zixin and Mu Xi from Fifth Grade Class One.

Both of them counted as outstanding students in Fifth Grade Class One, but even now, they were only at the Two-Ring Great Soul Master level. Yet this year's Freshman Class Five had produced two Great Soul Masters, and it was said that the team sent out by Freshman Class One was made up entirely of Great Soul Masters.

It was perfectly normal for this match to draw the attention of Senior Grade students.

However, Mu Xi had another reason for coming here to watch. She wanted to see how Tang Wulin would suffer a setback in this match.

The later one progressed in forging, the more important one's own Soul Power Cultivation became. So what if Tang Wulin had shown better talent than her in forging early on? In the future, limited by his Soul Power Cultivation, he would sooner or later be left far behind by her.

The other three homeroom teachers of the freshman classes were likewise present. Now, only Wu Zhangkong had yet to arrive.

"Sis."

Ye Yingrong quickly came to Ye Yingluo's side and greeted her, while also sizing up the five people behind Ye Yingluo. Her gaze lingered on Yu Nanyuan the longest.

Although Ye Yingrong was slightly inferior to her elder sister Ye Yingluo in looks and temperament, she made people feel more approachable. She was over one meter seventy tall, with excellent body proportions, and her very rare pale-green long hair was tied into a ponytail that fell to her waist, making her look full of girlish charm. In truth, she was only twenty-three this year.

Even if someone said she was a student from the Advanced Division, people would definitely believe it. To enter Donghai Academy as a teacher at twenty-three, and as a Four-Ring Soul Elder at that, was already quite outstanding.

Because of her relationship with her elder sister Ye Yingluo, Ye Yingrong knew more inside information. She knew that this student named Yu Nanyuan was her sister's greatest reliance this time.

Xu Xiaoyan noticed Ye Yingrong's gaze, turned her head to look over, and gave her a sweet smile.

Ye Yingrong was first stunned, then nodded to the pretty and delicate Xu Xiaoyan with considerable Good Feelings as well.

Kong Hanwen, the homeroom teacher of Freshman Class Four, nodded to the homeroom teacher of Freshman Class Two beside him, then sneered repeatedly. "Isn't that fellow Wu Zhangkong very proud? I'd like to see what gives those few students of his the right to beat Class One."

Just as his words fell, on the other side of the Competition Stage, Wu Zhangkong happened to lead the students of Freshman Class Five to the edge of the field, instantly stirring up another commotion. Influenced by Wu Zhangkong's powerful, icy Aura, the students consciously opened up a path.

Due to Wu Zhangkong's formidable strength, Kong Hanwen, the homeroom teacher of Freshman Class Four, closed his mouth somewhat awkwardly, though his face was still filled with mockery and coldness.

Freshman Class Five came to a stop opposite Freshman Class One. Wu Zhangkong subconsciously looked toward Ye Yingluo across from him, but it was as if he had only seen something perfectly ordinary. His calm gaze swept past her.

Ye Yingrong immediately felt that things were bad. She understood the pride in her sister's heart far too well.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ye Yingluo's full chest rise and fall violently. Unable to control her emotions, Ye Yingluo placed her right hand on Yu Nanyuan's shoulder, her entire body trembling slightly.

Wu Zhangkong's indifferent attitude once again dealt a huge blow to Ye Yingluo's Self-Esteem.

"Nanyuan, don't hold back. Crush them with everything you have!"

"Yes, Teacher Ye." A strange look appeared in Yu Nanyuan's eyes. He did not particularly care about the outcome of this match. His main goal was only to use this match to test whether his First Soul Skill Void Dragon Locking Array could suppress the Golden Dragon King Bloodline inside Tang Wulin's body.

Long Hengxu, the Dean of Instruction of the Intermediate Division, had already arrived on the Competition Stage. He asked Wu Zhangkong in a deep voice, "Teacher Wu, how many people will your Freshman Class Five send out today?"

According to the rules of the Promotion Tournament, the number of participants would be decided by the class issuing the challenge.

Wu Zhangkong said expressionlessly to Long Hengxu, "Our class will send out three people."

With a wave of his hand, Xie Xie, Tang Wulin, and Gu Yue stepped out.

"Teacher Ye, please have your First Grade Class One send out three people as well." Long Hengxu nodded and looked toward Ye Yingluo.

Ye Yingluo would absolutely never show her fragile side in front of Wu Zhangkong. She proudly lifted her delicate head.

"Nanyuan, Yangzi, Jinxi, you three go."

Long Hengxu announced loudly, "Participating students from both sides, enter the stage now."

Unlike Yu Nanyuan and the other two, who went onstage together, Gu Yue clearly kept a certain distance from Tang Wulin and Xie Xie, merely following silently behind them. Her thoughts were actually the same as Yu Nanyuan's. Neither of them cared about the outcome of this match; they only wanted to confirm certain things they cared about.

Bring on the monthly tickets and Recommendation Tickets, everyone.